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#but yeah the olympians are the good guys
bro-ken-spoon · 4 months
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Percy Jackson in a nutshell
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meadowmusing · 4 months
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My favourite unintentional effect of the casting for the new PJO TV series is Percy's new looks, which make him look similar to Will Solace. Nico is going to be like "dont worry guys I'm definitely over percy alright" and goes and dates the apollo-flavoured percy
Nico is not going to be beating the "still down bad for percy jackson" rumours any time soon lol
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nico di angelo is nicer than me because if my immortal dad gave me a room in the underworld you best believe i would not be leaving for shit
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nekupilled · 3 days
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Percy dying is probably really unlikely but it would be SO funny.,, like the guy ™︎ is gone. now what.
I’m probably someone would send a pipe bomb to Rick or something too.., it would be extremely chaotic
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Do you know this (canon) ADHD character?
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Proof: It's a significant plot point in the Percy Jackson books that all the demigods have ADHD and dyslexia.
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vixnarts · 3 months
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I don't normally like talking about personal stuff online but... I've been feeling... Angry lately like really angry. Maybe it's just me spending way too much time with the PJO fandom. I keep throwing things and I want to just cry. But any time I'm angry it's like Riordanverse related... It's like I can't do the things I want on my Insta page. Anytime I try doing something I want l get people whining at me. I do often blame myself for being a people pleaser but... Fans started complaining about me doing Jasico or attack me for having my take on Nico di Angelo as aroace. Like what's wrong with being aroace? Nothing!
They just want me to do Solangelo this and that because everyone else is doing it. I don't want to do that, I wanna do the things I want, not what they want. I feel like I'm a slave and I have to do the things that the fans say or they'll unfollow, block, and bully me. I love Percy Jackson and all but.. in the Hunger Games fandom I feel more carefree and the fans actually like my artwork and they don't mistreat me. They let me do what I can headcanon and whatever AU, that's what the THG fan base does. But when it's PJO, it's like how the fans do in the PJO fandom, they whine and bully. Fuck they even harass people for drawing the original trio from the books on Twitter (Of course it has to be that platform where everyone is mental..) What the flying hell is wrong with you people!!?
Bullying someone or even a young CHILD for having an opinion and wanting to draw the book version? If people can't draw the book version, then why is everyone drawing both movie and book versions of Harry Potter? Explain that to me? Also the Percy Jackson fandom is by far the worst fandom I've ever seen. It's just as bad as the Harry Potter fandom (do not get me started with that atrocity of a fan base)
I don't hate good Percy Jackson and Harry Potter fans, I'm just so tired of being treated like I can't do the things I want. I can't headcanon Nico as aroace and I can't have an AU where Jason and Percy hate each other. I'm honestly just tired of the Percy Jackson fans bullshit, picking on other fans because they have a unpopular opinion or they can't draw their take on percabeth. I'm tired of toxicity and toxic people that crumple other people's enjoyment. I'm tired of being bullied, having people spread stuff about me behind my backs (I'm looking at you HTTYD fans on Instagram), cyber stalking, and having my work reposted to be shit on because its an OC of mine.
Hopefully the Hunger Games fandom is at least not as toxic as the Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, MLP, and HTTYD fandoms. Just to know, I'm not pointing fingers at good fans, they have nothing to do with this. I'm pointing at the toxicity and the bullying these toxic crybabies do to destroy people's enjoyment. It's okay to have headcanons on said character, it's normal. It doesn't go against canon, just let ppl have their fun..
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crossbackpoke-check · 6 months
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i’m not sure if you’ve heard yet but nico’s tattoo is all of his family members’ astrological signs smushed together which is so… i’m obsessed
NO I HAD NOT HEARD!!!!! (partially because tumblr decided i was not to see people’s asks??)
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oh my god. oh my god. that is so unbelievably. actually i take it back it is incredibly believable and i love that for him
#what is this fucking update. guys i hate it here i hate the stupid little circle buttons i don’t Like It they’re the wrong shape#and WHY are you eating all my asks!!! have you been eating them!!! i don’t know when this is from i’m so sorry!!#anyway.#hi anon. i love you. i love when i ask questions and then you guys come to my inbox and tell me things this is my favorite way to learn#(yell into the void and the void is like uhhhh oh yeah bud we got you)#the way in which i full mouth open BEYONCÉ???? meme’d myself. i wanted to function for the next ??? hours and now i will NOT oh my god#liv in the replies#guys i don’t even have an appropriate rxn meme for this. what can i do when i can’t even use my brain approved ask format (comment & meme)#DID I POST THE YOJ THINK I’M SMALL POST OR IS IT STILL IN MY DRAFTS#i know my thirst tags about nico’s sister from like. two years ago are still in my drafts sorry but i love the way nico is with his family#nice to see good family dynamics!!! they all seem like really talented and lovely people!!! i’m going to throw away the part of my brain#that just rapid fire went ‘nico’s mom is an olympian right she’s an olympic swimmer ellen’s an olympian right or at least high level player#where’s my nico’s mom & ellen narratives y’all are sleeping on that’ NO ONE IS SLEEPING ON IT you’re just vibrating at a nonsense frequency#aka i will be dragged kicking & screaming into nicojack & in the process will be getting my grubby little hands on any adjacent narratives#moral of the story: thank u i love you i will use this information for evil (think about it & hurt my own feelings)#it is Nico Hour on the blog now. we will be releasing a bunch of nico posts from my drafts in honor of this ask#[also in honor of me having the devs game on while i work]
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breadbrobin · 4 months
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jealousy, jealousy
luke castellan x reader - percy jackson and the olympians
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[established relationship, fem!reader]
summary: you weren’t jealous. not at all.
warnings: jealousy, fluff, kissing.
word count: 670
(this is my shortest one yet, but it’s cute and fun so here you go. (yes the brainrot has gotten worse i know))
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it was happening again.
it was always happening, to be fair, but it had been happening a lot more lately.
every time you went to hang out with luke, your boyfriend, he was being hounded by young girls, all asking him for extra help and extra training and batting their eyelashes like broken dolls.
you rolled your eyes and stood off to the side, waiting for the crowd to disperse.
you weren’t jealous, you swore it. like, sure, maybe they annoyed you a little, but you weren’t jealous of them. luke only had eyes for you… right?
your gaze sharpened on him. he hadn’t noticed you yet. he looked a little overwhelmed. stressed even. was that because he was getting too much attention full stop? or because he didn’t know where to look first?
you clenched your jaw and decided to put him out of his misery. you pushed through the girls, ignoring their mumbled complaints.
“will you help me with my sword fighting, lukey?” you cooed from behind him.
you could see his jaw clench as he turned around.
“i’m not giving out—“ his entire expression softened, flipping from irritated to relieved. “y/n.” his voice was a soft breath, murmuring your name like it was the last thing he ever wanted to say. he smiled. “what are you doing here?”
“came to get you. chiron wants to see you. something about counsellor duties?” you raised your eyebrows at him.
he nodded quickly and stepped closer to you and back from the girls around him, who were tittering disappointedly. “sorry, guys. i gotta go.”
they all called various goodbyes after him as you took his arm and pulled him away.
“thank you,” he muttered. “i didn’t know how to get rid of them and i didn’t want to be too mean.”
“that’s your problem, luke castellan. you’re too nice.” you kept pulling him away. not towards the big house like you’d said you would, but around the side of the arena.
he frowned. “where are we going? i thought i needed to see—“
“i haven’t seen chiron all day. and i haven’t seen you all day either,” you said simply.
“oh.” he frowned for a second, then it clicked. “oh, okay!”
you still hadn’t let go of his arm, and he was beginning to notice it.
you could hear his smirk in his voice as he spoke. “were you… jealous, y/n?”
you dropped his arm like it burned you and stopped, turning to face him. he stopped too, almost hitting you. he was inches away. “what? no.”
a mischievous smirk grew on his face. “oh, really? i don’t know if i believe you. you know that you’re the only girl i want, right?”
you blushed slightly and looked away, staring at at cloud shaped vaguely like a heart behind his head. “yeah, i know.”
“do you?” he stepped into your line of vision again.
you nodded.
“good. because all of those girls? if they were trying to get with me, they’d have to look like you, talk like you, act like you. and even with all that, i’d still chose you, because you’re you. not them.” he ran his hands gently down your arms, holding your hands in his. “cool?”
“cool,” you said. you slipped your hands from his and looped them over his shoulders, messing with the hairs at the nape of his neck. “very cool.”
“cool.” he leaned in to kiss you.
as you leaned in too, you saw the hoard of girls come around the corner with accusing looks on their faces. and maybe you pulled luke so you were side-on to them and they could see both of you. and maybe you kissed him a little more passionately than the moment really called for. and maybe you had been jealous. maybe. but maybe they needed to learn that he was yours and you were his, and it was time to give up.
in your mind, at least, that was fair.
jealousy, jealousy, you mused. what a weapon.
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sabrinashrts · 4 months
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parings : percy jackson cast x fem!reader ( only walker, leah, & aryan )
warnings : none really.
summary : you and the cast do a wired autocomplete interview ! if your not sure what it is it’s just answering most searched questions on the internet :) let’s pretend the character you play is hazel levesque ik like she’s not even in s1 but like who cares 🌚
“3.. 2.. 1 action!”
You smiled at the camera “Hi my names y/n y/l/n” as you let the others introduce themselves.
“My names walker scobell”
“My names leah sava jefferies”
“And im aryan simhadri”
You and the others discussed that you would do the intro when they finished you spoke “And we are doing the weird autocomplete interview!” One of the workers handed you guys boards with your names showing blank lines.
“Alright who should we do first..?” Aryan says looking at the boards. Walker looked at you smiling “I think y/n should go first”
“Yeah I was also thinking y/n!” Leah added on you laughed softly “Wow.. of course it’s me” Aryan handed you the board with your name on it. You sighed “I’m scared to what people have searched about me” Aryan laughed to your comment. You saw the first blank.
You read it out loud “What’s..” you ripped off the piece of paper finishing your sentence “Y/n y/l/n favorite color?”
You turned to your friends “Do you guys know what it is?” Leah spoke right away “Is it ( your favorite color )”
You smiled “Yes good job!” Since she was right next to you, you gave her a high-five. You looked at the next question “What…” you ripped off the paper once again “Character does y/n y/l/n play in percy jackson” you looked at the camera “i play hazel levesque”
You looked at the other question “What happened to..” you ripped the paper off “Y/n y/l/n foot?” You suddenly remembered what happened. Walker had a laugh “oh my god I remember this!” Aryan nodded “Yeah why don’t you tell them what happened y/n?”
You laughed softly looking at the camera “While filming i broke my foot.. it was honestly kinda funny” you smiled.
Leah spoke “And it’s crazy how you still filmed! Like i could never” Walker nodded “Yeah y/n is a strong person” you smiled at his comment.
You looked at another question “What is y/n y/l/n eye color” you looked Walker and you looked at your eyes “There ( your eye color )”
You nodded looking at the camera “There you go..”
You finished the rest of your questions and threw the broad behind you “alright that’s all for me” It was now Aryans turn and he read his first question “aryan simhadri rolling in the deep”
You laughed right away and so did everyone else Aryan put one of his hands on his face smiling “No.. I don’t wanna remember this guys.” You looked at the camera “Guys go search rolling in the deep by aryan simhadri, you guys will love it!” Leah laughed softly.
After some questions it’s now Walkers turn. Aryan handed him the board he adjusted himself in his seat “Okay.. who does Walker Scobell love” It got kinda awkward.
You broke the silence making a joking “Me.. and Leah Sava Jeffries, and Aryan Simhadri.” Leah looked at the camera with a smile. Walker looked at you and nodded “Yeah.. you guys.. the cast of percy jackson I love many people.” He nodded and looked back at the board. “How old is walker scobell” he looked at the camera “I’m fifteen years old.”
He finished and now it’s Leah’s turn. She grabbed the board “Alright let’s see what people say about me” you smiled and Leah pulled off the paper “What has Leah Sava Jeffries been in.” She stopped for a second then looked at her friends “Uhm I’ve been in this one movie called beast, this other movie called… something from Tiffany, and now I’m in Percy Jackson!”
You made a small comment “You were amazing in the beast I saw it with my family you did good!” Leah turned to you smiling “Thank you!”
She did the rest of her questions and now it was time for the cast to answer questions about Percy Jackson. They let you told them board “Is Percy Jackson and the Olympians for kids?” Leah said reading the question.
Leah nodded softly, you sat yourself up “Yeah it is for kids. There’s nothing bad so I think your kids would be okay watching it” you said.
Aryan read the next question “Is Percy Jackson and the Olympians good?” Walker shrugged “I don’t know you’ll have to find out for yourself” you laughed softly he was right maybe watch it and you’ll see after.
You read another question “Is Percy Jackson and the Olympians just like the books?” You made a confused look “I mean.. what do you think it’s based off..?” Leah laughed “No y/n.. be nice about it” you smiled “What? Like I’m just saying it’s obviously just like the books.. there something out of place but overall yes”
Walker and Aryan also laughed and after some questions it was time to end it. You threw the board behind you once again but you accidentally hit Walker in the face. You turned to him laughing “Oh my god I’m so sorry are you okay?” Aryan and Leah were laughing and Walker was too.
“Yeah I’m fine it just hit me in the head” he said with a smile you gave him a side hug with a laugh “Im sorry again I didn’t see your head there” Aryan spoke “Y/n your always hitting someone” you turned to the camera with a smile “Okay guys you know what…”
Leah spoke “Okay that’s all we have for you.. today as you can see we are chaotic like always!” You laughed covering your mouth “Thank you guys for watching! Go watch a Percy Jackson and the Olympians streaming on disney plus!”
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ukrainian-psycho · 8 months
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Everyone hates the Ventrue calling them boring and insufferable with their grindset-mindset and while most of it is true, if you dig into the clan's culture there isn't much that makes them worse than other clans really, there's a lot of endearing qualities that also explain why are they stupid like this. So here's some of my favorite facts and bits of the in clan lore (some of these traditions are applicable for cammies or for those in the clan-clan, done with the Agoge etc; an anarch ventrue obv doesn't have to follow no rule).
Blood preference is made up. It's in their head. There were incidents of a ventrue changing their preference, takes a huge effort but nothing says you can’t. Many ancient ones perished because there's no more Yugoslavian blood or whatever and they couldn't get used to any other. The biggest problem of the Clan of Kings is that they all think they all have an imaginary lactose intolerance they absolutely will die for.
Unlike other clans who let their progeny run around doing fuck all you are responsible for your childe. Providing for them first time, teaching them to hunt, all that regardless if they want to go through the Agoge or join the clan. As a capital V Ventrue you have to respect their choice. Being a deadbeat sire is generally frowned upon.
Actually, everyone in the clan feels entitled to your childe. Any clan member has the right to show up on your doorstep whenever because they thought of something profound to say to the fledgling or give you an advice on how to mentor them. Turning them away is impolite. Absolutely insufferable.
When in a serious trouble you can always ask a fellow clans-mate for help and even if they hate your ass they have to help and do a good job at that lest they want to lose some dignitas. You are expected to return the favor obviously.
Deathnights! 🥳🎉🎉. The thought that any kindred care for birthdays (or deathnights, the time you were embraced) is already silly but the fact that it's ventrues who care about this so much is especially funny. Yeah you sire sucks, but she invited Paris Hilton and got you a new car for your sweet 160. If it's an elder's deathnight you can even rizz them and it's all in good fun!
The general opinion that your local venture is an e*lon m*usk type o guy and not a gas station manager doesn't help. In the digital era even the most powerful ventrue have to influence from the shadows which is quite a hit on their ego. Others settle for less.
They are the smallest clan. The key to survival is resilience and mutual support. Trust no one, not even the other ventrue but you know they've got your back because you've got theirs. Fucked up, however "familial" bonds like sire-childe and such are much valued.
Wholesome-ish, ventrue cliques. Many looove chess and have chess clubs. Both as a hobby and often preferring to solve personal disputes over a game. Then, Philosophes and Diplomats. The first one is just a bunch of an armchair philosophers. The other can be considered as "progressive" and want to build bridges with other clans and think the Camarilla needs to be more cooperative and inviting. The elders often snark at the "friendly ventrues" but at the end of the night it is the Diplomats they send out to represent the clan and do the talking and make peace with others. There's also a club for neonates just to bitch about their hard unlife without the restrictions of the etiquette. Btw look up the Olympian clique on your own lmao, I'm not even delving into that.
And to be fair, there's so much etiquette. You're being told what to wear, what to gift, how to act.
don't argue with those younger than you, embarrassing them in the act. Don't argue with elders because it's disrespectful. Don't argue with your peers because arguing is stupid. If someone really pissed you off please submit a request to your closest ventrue primogen and wait 15-20 business nights to be informed if you have a go at killing their ass. This is not a joke. Always show up as a united front at all times.
Be respectful and treat other clans as you would have wanted to be treated. Even if they are ugly, annoying, or unhinged. At the end of the night the inquisition will come for all of us.
The Agoge sucks. Everyone hates it. It fucks you up but complaining is for pussies so drink some cocained up blood or get a therapist like everybody else. Suck it up.
Crying in the boardroom is not allowed. No public display of emotions or feelings is allowed. The purpose of it is to minimize the amount of conflict between each other and other clans but it's the next best thing to Lasombra's catholic guilt in terms of repressing yourself.
Older ones have a hard time keeping up with technology, the concept of email is on par with other paranormal forces. The Board risks their unlives traveling to an in-person meeting to resolve something that could have been a 10 minute conference call. If you are a neonate who knows what a DVR is you've got quite some power.
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Iphicles (Male!Reader x Percy Jackson PLATONIC)
Big brother!reader x Percy Jackson PLATIONIC Just headcanons of him protecting and helping and just genuinely being a good brother please 🥹
tw angst, mentions of emotional and physical domestic abuse, injury
NOTE: I was thinking of making this a series and continuing it through to Last Olympian. This one doesn't have as much Percy x big brother interaction, but think of it as a setup. Let me know if you want more!
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Did you know Heracles had a brother?
While Heracles was the son of Zeus and Alcmene, Alcmene had a husband already - Amphitryon, a mortal man. So there were two babies in the crib - the child of a god and the child of a mortal.
This child was named Iphicles. And while he was never as strong as his brother, he was a powerful warrior in his own right, and accompanied his brother on his quest.
You think about this myth a lot.
You're about four when you meet Poseidon. He went by Yuri then, and it was only later you found out it was short for one of his other names, Eurykreion, which meant wide-ruling.
Yuri loves your mom, you know that. But it's hard, that year, when they get close, and you start to get attached to this guy who might be a father figure to you, and he vanishes.
Leaving your mom pregnant, and you with nothing.
Nothing but a brother with a weird name.
You're ten when Mom meets Gabe. Gabe seems kinda cool at first. He lets you ride in the front seat of his Camaro when he takes you to school, teaches you how to open his beer bottles on the corner of a table (oh what a red flag that turned out to be), and he takes an interest in you, when most of your life since Percy has been about the really weird stuff that starts to happen around him.
You remember screaming when you saw that snake in Percy's crib.
You're pretty sure that that lady who tried to take Percy from his stroller wasn't just wearing a funky coat, and actually had wings.
Or that bus driver with the one eye.
Mom freaks out you bring home a book about Greek myths from the library. She bans you from showing it to Percy.
And that's when it kinda clicks. These monsters you read about... they're part of the world, but they fit in differently. They're not robbers on the dangerous roads between Athens and Thebes, they're mattress salesmen and reclusive sculptors, and kindly old women on the bus, and teachers that constantly demean your little brother for his dyslexia.
Like, you're ten, and MOM can barely even say dyslexia, so how could your six year old little brother figure it out?
And then Gabe shows his true colors. All the little warning signs that could be forgiven from a nice guy start to balloon to almost comic proportions.
You've been a good big brother to Percy. Yeah, it's your job to take care of him, but you love him too. He's tiny and adorable and afraid of everything, and you just wanna show him that things can be good. Like the blue food your mom makes, or the little moments you can make for him that aren't weird or worrying.
But then Gabe tears your little brother away. Percy gets sent off to boarding school after boarding school. For six long years, the only time you see your brother is during the summer, or when he gets expelled.
Part of you wonders if he feels that same sibling bond, if he wants to leave his fancy schools to get back to you.
Gabe's a shit. Way more when the little kid isn't around, and as you get older, he gets bolder, more willing to get nasty the less you look like a baby.
You try not to get bitter, but it sucks so much, living like this. Your mom works soul-crushing hours at that candy store, and her mean boss says you can't just hang out there after school anymore cause you'll distract her.
You wander New York as long as you can after school rather than be alone with Gabe.
And the one time you tried to talk to a counselor at school, she perked up oddly and mentioned your little brother Perseus (how did she even know?) and her eyes changed color and you ran as fast as you could.
You feel angry at the world. At Gabe. At your mother, for letting your brother get sent away, for doing nothing when Gabe yelled at you for no reason, for all the little things, and at yourself for blaming her, for being powerless yourself, for barely recognizing Percy when he gets home, for almost hoping he gets expelled soon so he can reunite with you sooner.
You've had suspicions since you were nine. You turn sixteen and you scream at the Harlem River, daring Poseidon to fight you.
And for any other mortal, he wouldn't show up, but a hand lands on your shoulder and you turn to punch Yuri in the gut.
Your hand breaks, but he pulls a starfish out of his pocket and plasters it over your hand and you can feel the bones mending, and you both sit and talk.
The gods are real.
And they suck.
Your mom refused his offer of a palace under the sea, and you can't decide whether to hate her for it or hate Poseidon for dating your mom when he's already married and he knew he couldn't stay.
He's never been there for Percy. Never been there for your mom. Never been there for you.
Gabe hits her, does he know that? How long until he starts hitting you? Hitting Percy?
How long before the dwindling light goes out?
You hate him so much, you growl, but he hugs you and all the fight leaves, like the tide finally setting back out.
You are not his son, but in that moment you are of the sea, and he understands you.
You are the son of Sally Jackson, the brother of Perseus, and you will be the Earthshaker where the Earthshaker himself cannot tread.
It doesn't change anything, but when Poseidon finally says it, finally says "I am sorry," it moves you. There is someone out there that can see and acknowledge your suffering. Poseidon has lost countless children, was eaten by his own father, betrayed by his brothers. He has witnessed the entire breadth of humanity, and yet in this moment, a god apologizes for the woes of a mortal.
You are sixteen when you meet a god.
He will not be the last.
Poseidon kisses your forehead, drenching you in seafoam as he vanishes, and you feel reborn.
You are worn smooth by waves, hardened by salty brine, and you bide your time, even bringing yourself to smile at Gabe when you get home. You make the bean dip so Mom can rest when she gets home, and you smirk when Gabe is visibly shaken by your confidence.
You wait, because like Poseidon said, Percy is getting older, and things may come to pass. He will need a guardian, a guide.
There is a place for children of the gods, like him.
Camp Half-Blood.
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hadesisqueer · 1 year
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Individually speaking most Roman demigods always seemed weaker than Greeks to me and there's a good reason.
Basically Greeks are trained to survive in the outside world, while Romans are mostly trained to be part of a legion, which isn't really useful if you're not with said legion.
First of all, at Camp Half-Blood, demigods are trained by a teacher with several thousands of years of experience, while at Camp Jupiter, they are trained for a while by Lupa and then when they are already at camp, they train themselves. Romans are also trained as a legion with mostly always the same weapons—a gladius or a pilum—while Chiron trains every camper of his own individually and helps them figure out what they're best at depending on who they are, who their godly parent is or what powers they might have. They also have more freedom to explore themselves and their powers individually, and they get to choose their weapons. Bows, swords, spears, axes, daggers, even celestial bronze shotguns; whatever suits you more. Meanwhile, Camp Jupiter, being a lot more strict, doesn't give that same freedom to their campers, who generally don't get to develop their powers the same way Greeks do. Romans, generally, don't encourage choosing your own weapon either, and the ones who do so, like Frank—who wanted to be an archer—or Hazel—who uses a spatha and wanted to ride a horse—were berated and frowned upon for doing so, because those aren't legionare's weapons. So most of them use a gladius—or a pilum—, which in many cases it's probably not the weapon that suits them well, and they probably wouldn't do good in an individual fight.
Also, at Camp Half-Blood all campers are equals, and anyone can be given a quest. At Camp Jupiter, you have to at least be a centurion to lead a quest, and unless there is an exception like Frank, you have to have served five years in the legion AND have been on a quest before to be a centurion. At Camp Half-Blood they're giving quests all the time, regardless of a rank or the time they've been there—in the summer of The Last Olympian it's very much said that basically all demigods at camp have been on quests by now even without the oracle's word—while most Roman demigods don't get to go on quests, which means that they actually have no real world experiences when it comes to fighting, at least outside the legion, where they really don't have to be spectacular warriors as long as they follow their tactics.
And even so, when they were against a guy like Percy—an unorthodox, natural warrior who has a weapon that suits him, who's been in quite a bunch of quests and has a lot of experience fighting monsters and who wasn't even using his powers at that moment—fighting against them in their war games, they got their asses kicked by him. One Greek.
So yeah, Romans generally have less real combat experience, they generally are worse fighters because they're trained to fight together and a bunch of them are probably fighting with a weapon that doesn't suit them, while Greeks are more individual, they get more freedom to explore their powers and abilities and they get to use whatever weapon they want. Therefore, while Romans are more organized and can probably fight better together, individually speaking, Greeks are generally (not always; Jason, Reyna, Frank or Hazel are a few exceptions) more powerful and better warriors than the Romans.
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To add to your point-Percy did NOT hold the sky for Annabeth. It bugs me to an irrational level when people gush over how he held the sky for Annabeth when what ACTUALLY happened is he was getting his ass kicked and knew he couldn’t defeat Atlas whereas Artemis could. So he took the sacrifice and held the sky so Artemis could fight. And Annabeth never held the sky for Percy. She held it for Luke. And I’m by no means a Luke/Annabeth shipper. That canonically what happens in the book. Thank you and goodnight.
Annabeth fans Do Not Interact. Please keep scrolling - this post is not for you.
Facts.
I hate how some ppl twist everything Percy does to make it romantic for Annabeth. Exactly like your example; he held the sky for Artemis. Tho side note: that scene was actually so badass - he was struggling under the weight of the sky and still managed to figure out Artemis's plan and work with her to trap Atlas. Smart even under fatal pressure; that's our Percy lol.
Meanwhile Annabeth saved the guy who was trying to destroy the world, forcing a goddess to be trapped - the goddess who was instrumental in trying to get the Olympians to prep for that war. Big yikes Annabeth.
Also yeah. Annabeth stans love to dimmish how much Annabeth loved Luke; it's nuts. I don't ship them, but their bond/the affection between them (romantically one sided on Annabeth's side and platonic sibling on Luke's side) was so strong. They hadn't been on good terms for years and Annabeth was Luke's mortal anchor. Annabeth spewed Luke apologetics even as Luke tried to kill Thalia, Percy and everyone at camp half blood - to the extent that ppl started thinking that she was the spy. How about all Annabeth stans go deal with that and leave Percy with us 😭😭
Thanks for the ask!
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agirlwithachakram · 8 months
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The gods asking Marc if Khonshu is abusing him is so fucking funny. Can you imagine the Olympians saying something like that?
Hathor says "This is a safe space for you to tell us if you feel exploited by Khonshu."
He's an ancient god! i mean hey. good on y'all for caring. But be real, please.
"Do you feel exploited by Poseidon? This is a safe space. Psych! Snake hair time!"
I guess it's not that different, since it was all bullshit anyway. Because Marc says yeah I'm sick, I'm mentally ill, and I do need help, and there are some concerned looks, but the second he says my feelings are not on trial, the guy trying to murder millions is, the gods are like well that sounds like a you problem.
Safe space my ass. Such a safe space that they don't even realize one of their own "acting out" for attention is doing it FOR A REASON. They use gentle therapy terms and turn around and say the moon is throwing tantrums because he's a little brat not because there might actually be an issue. It's so corporate HR. Right language, absolutely useless when someone needs help or action must be taken. They demand the avatar confess his mental health issues like it's any of their damn business, pretending they care, and then proceed to completely ignore him the second they can use his disorder against Khonshu. They were only looking for an excuse to shit talk baby bro. At least he's a real person, unlike his pet human. They make no move to free Marc from the god they believe is exploiting him!
it's ironic that the scene where Khonshu is explicitly called an abuser is the scene that makes him the most sympathetic.
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mrmaybank · 1 year
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FEM ALLEGED DNI
Fandom: PJO
Title: bad at goodbyes
Character(s): Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Clarisse LaRue, Silena Beauregard, Aphrodite, Connor Stoll, and Travis Stoll
Request: No
Genre: Angst
TW: death, injury,
A/N: they have a little friend group between Connor, Travis, Clarisse, Chris, and Silena (Which Lee, Castor, and Beckendorf use to be apart of), Silena is the readers best friend, and (G/P) stands for godly parent
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(M/N) watched as Silena and the rest of Aphrodite cabin exited the black van. There eyes locked (E/C) eyes meeting blue, she smiled at him as she walked over. “You ready for a war?” He asked.
“My mom doesn’t believe in war,” Silena replied.
“Then she shouldn’t be dating Ares, you know cheating isn’t a good look your mom,” This comment earned (M/N) slight shove from Silena.
“Oh shut up, before you strikes you down,” Silena told him.
“She can’t,”
Silena raised an eyebrow at the son (G/P), “Why not?”
“Because then whose love life would she fuck with?” (M/N) laughed, which then in return caused Silena to laugh. About a minute later an arm wrapped it’s self around both (M/N) and Silena’s shoulders. Neither of them need to look to know it was Connor and Travis.
A silence fell upon the now group of four, it only last for a couple of minutes before Silena stuck and her hand and said, “We win for Charlie.”
(M/N) followed her move placing down his hand, “For Lee,” he added.
“Castor,” Travis added as he placed his hand down.
Then finally Connor placed his down, “For Luke,” his voiced cracked as he said his brother’s name. Him and Luke were always close, Travis placed a hand on his younger’s brother shoulder.
“On three,” (M/N) said, the group of the three nodded.
“One, two, three,” they spoke in unison lifting there hands up on three.
“(M/N),” someone shouted, the boy turned around to see Percy waving him over.
“I gotta go, love you guys,” he told them.
“Love you too, (M/N),” Silena replied. (M/N) smiled at her then run off joining his boyfriend.
TIME SKIP
All it all happened to quickly. “ARES!” Clarisse screamed as she charged for the drakon.
“No,” (M/N) heard, Percy mumbled.
“WAIT!” (M/N) screamed but Clarisse couldn’t hear him. She charged straight for the drakon, which spit poison in her face. (M/N) blood ran cold as he watched the Chariot Clarisse was in fell to the ground.
He was frozen, he could only watch as the Ares campers tried to defend her but that’s when he realized. A girl was rushing toward Clarisse, he expected it to be Silena but it wasn’t it was Clarisse herself. Then it dawned upon the boy, tear flooded his eyes, “No!” he screamed.
Rage filled his system, he looked over at Clarisse in there heads they made an agreement. Kill this bitch. (M/N) assisted Clarisse as she drug her sword right between the monsters eyes.
Then without a word both of them run to Silena. Clarisse sat on her left, cradling the girls head in her lap. While (M/N) sat her right holding her hand, “what were you think?” Clarisse asked. (M/N) felt a hand on his shoulder pulling his thoughts from Clarisse and Silena’s conversation.
He turned and saw Percy and Annabeth, “I’m sorry,” Percy told the son (G/P).
(M/N) was gonna respond when he heard Clarisse’s question, “you were the spy?” She asked. He turned to the two girls as he listened to there conversation Silena explaining what happened.
Oh, Silena,” he sighed.
“Forgive me,” Silena took a painful breathe.
“Your not dying,” Clarisse told her.
“Yeah you aren’t,” (M/N) agreed.
“Charlie…,” Silena spoke like she hadn’t hear either of them, “See Charlie…,” (M/N) watched as light left her eyes.
“Silena?” he asked.
No response.
“Silena, please,” he begged.
Percy pulled him up and into a hug, “I’m so sorry, love,” Percy told him. After a couple of seconds, Percy let go of his boyfriend. “She gave her life, for this. We win this for her,” he told him.
The (E/C) boy nodded, “For Silena.”
TIME SKIP
(M/N) sat by himself on a bench as all the olympians partied, he wasn’t in the mood. No even three hours ago he lost his best friend, someone sat down next to him and he looked up to see a beautiful women. She had brown hair and piercing blue eyes, “Hello, (M/N),” she spoke a soothing voice.
He quickly recognized her as Aphrodite, “Hello,” he replied.
“Why aren’t you partying?”
“Not in the mood,” he replied.
“I’m sorry about Silena,” The god replied, “She was a true hero.”
“She was,” Tears filled the boys eyes for the second time that day, “she truly was.” Aphrodite wrapped her arms around the boy pulling her into a hug.
“Thank you, for taking care of my daughter,” she told him, as she pulled from the hug.
“I would have done anything for her,” And that was truth he would have. He would have done anything for her, Beckendorf, Travis, Connor, Percy, Castor, Annabeth, Lee. He would, and would have, done anything for them.
No matter the request because he loved they were his friend and now a good percent of them were gone. And he wasn’t sure what to do yet.
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what-even-is-thiss · 1 year
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I’ve been thinking about whether or not to cut out most of the sexual assault from my personal retellings and reimagining a of Greek myths and I think I’ve decided that I will cut out most of it but not all of it.
My reason behind this is that there are characters in Greek myth that you’re generally meant to root for. I think cutting all the patriarchy out and ignoring the problematic parts entirely for retellings meant for teens and adults gives a false impression that the ancient Greeks and Romans were cool and progressive actually. But, no. They were patriarchal societies.
At the same time though, if a character is a rapist, generally modern audiences will not like them. Understandably so. But if they’re meant to be the main character and it’s important that they succeed or if they’re meant to be a good man brought down, you see the writers dilemma when it comes to using mythology in their stories.
So what do I do? My personal approach is to make it complicated. Every writer will have their own approach though and I’m not gonna call any of them wrong outright. Turning the Olympian gods and their demogod children into cheaters is an understandable leap to make. And ancient authors did this too. In some versions of the abduction of Helen by Theseus he doesn’t touch her because she’s not of legal marrying age yet, but in other versions he straight up rapes a 14 year old.
Both of these versions make him look like an awful person but one of them at least makes him look like he has at least a skeleton of some morals. I imagine that many in Ancient Greece and Rome were also uncomfortable with certain aspects of their stories. Like how Pindar was obviously uncomfortable with Tantalus cooking up his son and instead was like no guys Poseidon just fell in love with him and swept him off to Olympus and that started a rumor that he was killed.
So yeah I’m working on a long line of guys going no actually that’s where I draw the line I don’t like that it’s actually this instead. And you may disagree where I or other people draw those lines.
Well. Make your own retelling then. Actually. Do it. The world can’t have too many in my opinion.
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